Put trust in it thenceforward, all in all.
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“Yet would I bid that mistress to take cheer,
Nor mourn too much that dog which was so dear.
Nor o’er its empty collar still to weep,
Nor its void kennel still unfilled to keep.
For though ’mongst dogs about her she detects
No one like ‘Laddie’ was, in all respects,
Yet, as the ocean yields, without a doubt,
Fish equal to the best ones taken out,